Banana Republic

Boomtown Rats

Screaming in the suffering sea
It sounds like crying
Everywhere I go everywhere I see
The black and blue uniforms

Police and priests
And I wonder do you wonder
When you're sleeping with your whore
That sharing beds with history
Is like a lickin' running sores
Forty shades of green yeah

Sixty shades of red
Heroes going cheap these days
Price, a bullet in the head
Banana Republic septic isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like crying

Take your hand and lead you
Up a garden path let
Me stand aside here
And watch you pass
Striking up a soldier's
Song another tune

It begs too many questions
And answer too
Banana Republic septic isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like crying

The purple and the pinstripe
Mutely shake their heads
A silence shrieking volumes
A violence worse than they condemn
Stab you in the back yeah

Laughing in your face
Glad to see the place again
It's a pity nothing's changed

Banana Republic septic isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like crying

Banana Republic septic isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like crying